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CONTENTS. 


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Threshold 


PAOB 

•  ••1.1 


And   It   Came   to   Pass" 2^ 

"So  They  Ran  Roth  Together" 27 

"Rut   Mary  Stood  Without    .    .    .    Weeping" 20 

The   Risen    Redeemer    31 

"And  There  Were    .    .    .    Shepherds" 33 

II 

Resentment    ^q 

On  The   Death  of  Dwight   Lyman  Moody 40 

Attaining    _jo 

Ships,   Ships  at  Sea ^i 


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Vi  CONTENTS. 

T^yp"  42 

Aspect    

A  Spenserian  in  Praise  of  Spenser 43 

The  Heretic . . 

To  V.   G.   C.  a  Nurse !•'!!!!  ^ '!!!!!'!!!!!' !  45 

What  Constitutes  a  «Jieen? ^g 

The  Votary   ._ 

After  Trial  ^ '!"'!  ^ "!!!!!!!!  ^ !  ^ '!!  48 

Brotherhood    

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Hear  Him!    „ 

Why  Should  I  Love  This  Land? 56 

"Victoria,  the  Queen,  Has  Passed  Away" 57 

The  Choice  We  Face rg 

The  Voices  of  Three eg 

IV 

Skater  and  Wolves    g. 

To  a    Mountain,   in    Colorado 64 

In  the   Bay   g. 

Sunrise  on  Lake  Michigan 55 

The   Gale    g_ 

Niagara  Falls   gg 

A   Foretaste  of  Spring   gg 

Chime-Changes    -g 

To  a  Butterfly   -j 

Playmates     -^ 

Tempest-Tost    -, 


CONTENTS.  yll 

V 

Appellation    77 

Elizabethan  Catches  78 

The  Two  Loves 79 

Tell-Tales  79 

The  Coming  of  Love 80 

Unto  My   Ladye 8f 

A  Ballade  of  Cycling 82 

VI 

A  Merry  Can   85 

A  Special  Occasion  86 

A  Child's  Evening  Hymn 87 

"As  Far  as  the  Gate" 88 

"When  Christ  was  Born" 89 

What  They  Liked  Best 90 

All  Things  in  Him  Consist 91 

Makebelieve's  Mistake  92 

The  Bunny  Story  93 

What  the  Man  in  the  Moon  Said 94 


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THRESHOLD. 

Is  it  to  be  the  new  year,  or  the  old 
Year's  fruitless  mining  for  a  fabled  gold 
Repeated?    Doubtful  glints,  or  heaven-blue? 
Is  it  to  be  the  old  year,  or  the  new? 


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ECCLESIASTES. 

God  speaks.     Life  beats  within  the  brain 
And  crowding  onward  comes  the  cry 

Of  worlds. — and  in  the  senses,  pain! 
And   in  the  heart,  eternity! 


DISPENSATION. 

When  you  are  thanking  God  for  what  is  good 
Thank   him   that  light  and  warmth  have   not   sufficed. 

Darkness  and   cold   are   part   of  himianhood,— 
Joy   to   accept   the   testing-time   of   Christ. 


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lN".KKi)t  i,iT\   OF  Thomas. 


"MV    I.O[<D    A\D    MY    GOD!" 

Be  very  sure,  Thomas; 
It  may  liavc  bL-en 

Ima>.'iiiati(in. 
Nay,  I  nave  seen. 

Yet   siis'lit   is  nothin;»: 
One's   eyes   may   be 

A  pair  of  tricksters. 
He  spoke  to  me. 

Only  a  voice.  Thomas, 
A   floatinK   word: 

No  meaning  had  it. — 
Christ's  love  I  heard. 

What  did  the  Vision, 
Then,  ask  of  you? 

'  Touch  me!'  and  held  his 
Torn  hand  in  view. 

^Feel  me.''  and  straif^htivay 
My  trerr.bling  pride, 

Claa  but  reluctant. 
Found  out  his  side. 

You  cannot  prove.  Thomas, 
These  things  are  so. 

Why  should  I  gucstionf 
I  f-now,  f  know.' 

Yet   you  the   Doubter 
Were  wont  to  be. 

Tify  Lord  has  answered 
All  things  for  me. 

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A    PRAYF.k    FOR  THANKSGIVING. 

For  thy  lovt-  and  strong  conipas>i.jn 

W'c  adore  ilicf,  Sriviour, 
May  that  luvf.  in  tetKh  r  f.ivhion, 

fUttcr  our   hthavior! 
U'htrc  thou  art  .sin  cannot  bf, 
M.iki'  our  hearts.  Lord.  hriK-ht  with  tlu-e 
Till   in    {haven's   eternity 

We  bint,':    O  mighty  Saviour! 

Anvel   voices  sin^  thy   praises. 

Sweetly    sounds    their    tryini,'. 
But      hen  man  the  chorus  raises 

He   forgets   his  sighing. 
Sings  of  One  who  left   his  hliss. 
Meekly  met  the  traitor's  kis«. 
Suffered  pain  of  scourge  and  hiss, 

On   the  cro>s   lay   dying. 

Saviour,   hounteons  in  blessing. 

Guide    our   growing   nation. 
May    \vc.    weaknesses    confessing, 

Witness  thy  salvation, — 
With  thy  Spirit  us  endue. 
Make  us  free  and  kind  and  true, 
Each  Thanksgiving  Day  anew 

Kindling  adoration. 


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SINGLENESS. 

WlutluT  the   sun   be   shininR 
Or  the  light  be  faint  and  dim. 

Hi*  way  is   best,  his  children   blest, — 
Come,  let  us  follow  him! 


ENDLESS   TRYST. 

"7/4*  Fathir  that  dvittlith  in  me,  he  Joeth  the  vorks."— John  ;4:10. 
**V'<  shall  knn-u  Ikitt  I  am  in  my  Father,  and  ye  in  me,  and  i  inyouy 
-John  14:20. 

God  is  the  blessed   Babe  in  Bethlehem; 

Thou,  too,  art  he. 
Fruition,  throu^rh  that  j'rowing  Root  and  Stem, 

For  God  and  thee! 


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DIVIXE  SYMPATHY. 

What   is  thy   grief  to-rlay? 
A  mind  nmtc-hurdencd   with   its  heavy  sorrow 
A    soul   too    faint   to   see   the   l,opefu!    n.orrow 
A   hie   that   hmgs   death's   .Irapory   „,  burrow? 
lake  heart! 
He   k-nowcth   ali   thy   way, 
And   makes   thine   inmost   grief  His  chosen   part. 

What    is    thy   joy    today? 
A   mind   in   wonder   at  ,ts   own   keen   knowing 
A   so.I    wherein    G.^IV   planted    trut.,    is   growing. 
A    hie   w;th    eager,   happy   love   o'erflowing? 
Rejoice! 
He    knoweth    .dl    thy    way, 
And  hear,  with  perfect  'love  thy  praising  voice. 


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THE  MOTHER,  AT  THE  BURIAL. 

On  a  Picture  of  Tissot't. 

Woman,  is  tins  thy  Son? 

Let   thy  soft   finj^er 

On  his  wr)unds  linprer; 
His  life  is  done; — 
Womar.  this  is  thy  Son. 


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O  woman,   this  thy   Child 
So   unresponding 
Feels  not  thy  fondling, 

But   dead,   reviled. 

He  sees  no  mother  mild. 


Poor  mother,   sure  thy   heart 
Is   bowed   and   broken: 
Of  love  no  token, — 

And  so,  depart, 

But — tremble   not  nor   start. 

For  see,  sr.d  mother-one. 

Like    spring's    warm    breezes 
A  message  seizes 
Thy  soul:     Begun 
The  Gospel  of  thy  Son! 


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SCRUTINY. 

Silently   musing  at   noonday. 
Wonder-spurred    in   the    n:<,'ht. 

Hoping   that   some   voice    would    soon    say 
Herein  the  right! 

Now  he  has  come  to  the  ending, 

(The  sun  beats  in  at  his  eyes 
Unwavering,    unattending) ; 

Manhood   dies. 

Silent    still,    destiny-weigher? 

Has  the  span  not  sufficed? 
The  conclusion?— what?— only  a  prayer: 

O  God,  my  Christ! 


PETRI  IXTERROGATIO. 


Diligis    Me,    Simon    Joannis? 

Etiam,   Domine, 
Petriis  ait.  Tu  scis  quia 

Amo  Te. 

Pasce  agnos! 

Pasce,  dicit, 
Agnos   Meos! 

Diligis  Me,  Simon  Joannis? 

Diligis  Me? 
Immo   vero;   Tu  scis  quia 

Amo    Te. 


Pasce   agnos! 

Pasce,  dici*^, 

Agnos  Meos? 

Amas  Me,  Simon  Joannis? 

Amas  Me? 
Contristatione   Petrus: 

O  Domine. 
Omnia  Tu  nosti.  quidem 

Amo  Te! 

Pasce  oves! 

Pasce,  dicit, 
Pecudes? 


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"THAT  KEEPETH  ISRAEL." 

Why    should    ,hc    hireling   care?     The    sheep    to    hir,, 
Are  props,  are  purses,  for  his  betterment 
So  dru-es  the,n  t.  ,)„  pasture,   whence  th'e  .cent 

Of  the   wild   clover   sweetens   in   the   dim 

^  oun^  twdipht.  there  to  hatten  to  the  brim 
At  noon  he  tires  that  he  so  early  went-  ' 
\V>th    robes   and    staves    he    malceth    him   a   t^nt 

Entreating  sleep  to  soothe  each   weary  limb.     '     ' 

But  there  has  been  an  unobtr  One 

Who  kept  the  /old  all  throug  .  the  ,,uiet  ni^ht 

Hushing  the  tender  Iambs,  and  with  the  sun 
Rising  again   to   seek  the   fields   of  light. 

Whether  the   eager  wolf  be  near  or  far 

The  sheep  that  see  liiat  Shepherd  peaceful  are. 


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THE  DENIAL. 

Thou    wast    with    Jesus 
In    many   a   spot — 

'Tis  empty  folly, 
I  know  him  net. 

But   surely,   stranper, 
Thou  hast  been  seen — 

/  ncvrr  knew  kin:. 
That  Nazarene! 

Thou  art  his  servant, 
I   saw  thee  there 

Armed    in    the    garden! 
Not  me,  I  swear! 

li  was  another, 

I follozi'cd  not. 
Nor  could  I  tell  him 

From  you,  God  mot! 
•  •  •  • 

Now  Simon   Peter, 
Thy   Master's  name 

Is  thrice  dishonored 
And  brought  to  shame. 

Fell  fear  and  falsehood 
Thy  peace  shall  reap. 

O  let  me  find  it — 
A  place  to  weep! 

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Bethlehem,  thou  hie.  t  of  placL'S, 
Mow   I  love  to  sound  thy  name. 

In  thy  silent  past  are  faci.^ 
With  the  li^ht   of  hope  atlaine, — 

Mary,  Joseph,   shepherd   stranLjers, 
Be;id:ntr  o'er  the   holy   child 

Born  amid  the   k;ne  and  mangers, 
Jesus,   merciful   and   mild. 

Nazareth,  despised  station. 
Yet  within  thy   gates  he  wrought. 

Had   his   humble   habitation. 
Joyed   and   sorro\vc<l,   toiled  and   though* 

Loved  hi>   father  and  his   mother. 
For  their  daily  welfare  cared. 

Was   a   faithful   friend  and  brother, — 
Thu?  thro'  early  manhood  fared, 

O  Jerusalem,  what  lilindne^s 
Hid  his  beauty   from  thy  eyes. 

Hid   his   strength   and  love   and  kindness, 
Bidding  every   soul   arise. 

Never  longer  to  be  feeding 
Down   among   the    husks   and   swine? 

Yet  tliou  wouldst  not,  but  unheeding 
Scorned  to  mark  the  call  divine. 

Calvary,  on  thy  dark  summit 
Anguish   and  despair  abode. 

Here  they  dropped  their  fa'-thcst  plummet. 
Hither  bore   their   heaviest   load; 

Yet  with  courage  and  devotion 
Here  he  gave  his  life  for  me — 

Earth   and  heaven   ceased  their  motion, 
Tiicn  broke  forth  in  jubilee. 

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Rt'sti'd  in  tlic  t\viliu;ht  iiidd, — 

The  niotluT  mu>cd;  tlu-  infant  smiled. 

Il\is  this  Jt-sus;'  this  ho  b.iy.' 
U'ds  the  earth  so  full  vfjoy.' 

And    the    kine    riKarded    hint 
Meekly,    with  an    instinct   d;m, 
Till  the   stars  began  to   glim 

liven  then  the  darhness  seemed 
Different,  fi'r  a  radiance  gleamed. 

Shining  nn   the   rugged   fur 

Of  Joseph's  mantle,  as  by  her 

He  watched  all   night,  and   did   not   stir. 


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IVithin  the  inn  they  ivist  it  not. 

Humble-hearted    shepherds    came. 

Eyes  with  eagerness  aflame, 

And  with  joy  they  praised  his  name: 


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"AJVV  IT  CAME  TO  PASS." 

"Hosanti-i.'  'Tivai  thr  angeh'  word: 
'A  Hai'tour  ivltic.':  is  Chrnt  the  {.••rd\'"' 

Bothlclutn   aK'ain    was    ^till. 

Save  to  its  comrades  on  the   hill 

A  camel's  cy  rose,   wan  anil  sliriU: 

"  Why  do  we  fro  to  licthU  liemf" 

And  cries  come  biic.i  from  each  oj  the;ii. 

Royal    the    Mali's    habitude, 
Holy  and   reverent  thi  :    mood 
As  they  beheld  Christ's  babyhood. 

Mary  marvelled:  f^old  and  vtyrrli 
They  offered  to  the  son  of  her! 

The  Sun   his  glorious  banner  raised 

And  waved,  and  warmed  the  flocks  that  grazed— 

Now  (or  this  wonder  God  be  praised! 

Still  Mary's  arm  embraced  the  child, 
Whu,  xhi.      'is  mused,  uiviucly  smiUd. 


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"SO  TIIEY  RAN   BOTH  TOGETHER." 

John-:  Run! 

What  liavc  they  done? 

What  did   the    woman   say — 

'Taken  him  away'?— 

Our    Master — Jesus — !    Run— run— 

Peter:  Thou,   brother,   whom   he  called  dear   one, 
Do    thou   be   swift! 
I   cannot  lift 

Over  this   harsh  and   springless   patii   my  feet 
As   thou  canst,   witliout   wiarlness  or  lu-at, — 
Fly   onward,    for   'tis    he    we   seek,   'tis    he 
Whom  evil  men  have  torn  from  you  and  me. 

John:  .Am  I  the  fleeter? 

Then   follow,    Peter! 

{/Je  runs  on.) 
Dead!      Did   they  not   bind  him? 
Dead?     Then  we  must   find  him 

PBTBk  (running  alone) : 

He   shall   be    found: 

Soldiers    surround 

The  tomb — that  mighty  stone 

Cannot  be  overtlirown. 

He  is  there  still, 

The  Magdalene  spoke   ill. 

John  (calling) : 

Simon,  Simon   Peter,   the  stone  is  rolled  away, 
Hasten,  hasten! 

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'SO  TiiEr  RAW  voTir  together: 


Peter: 


O  to   tall  ani 


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But  forward  to  the  tonih  is  my  soul  drawn — 
Wliy   is  the  earth  so  sudden  strange,  the  dawn 
All  dim  and  silent?     O  niy  Ci'rist.  niy  Chr'st. 
■From  whose  dear  look  my  wicked  pride  enticed 
So  utterly  and  oit,  wliere  art  thou.   Lord? 

[Coming  up  rapidly.) 
There  is  ;i  soldier's  helmet,  there  a   swcjrd — 
W'hnt    friijht   hath    seized   ttiemr     John,   brother, 
speak ! 

John:  lie   we    seek 
I-    not    here, 
Peter:— fear 
Hovers  al)i)i:t   me. 
Go  in   witlioiu   mc. 
The  watcher^;   are   far  hence, 
Empty  grave-j^armcnts! 

Peter Jimpty.  th.ou  sayest? 

Then,  while  thuu  praye-t. 

I  will  go  face 

The  gloom  of  the  place. 

(Entering  the  tomh.) 
Lord,    bring    me   beside   thee. 
Yea,   I,   who  denied  thee! 
.'\rt  thou  lying   here.   Master? 
Or  art— 

(Callini:;  to  John.) 
Hither!     Fa,.ter! 


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"BUT   MARY    STOOD   WITHOUT    .    .    .    WEEP- 
ING." 

Mary  Magdalen'e: 

Would  that  I  dared,  would  that  I  dare  1  to  try! 
John   saw,   mid   Simon   Pct'jr,   ytt   not    I. 
Chill  is  the  dawn:  the  sun  hath  sent  no  dart, 
But  bleaker  and  more   gloomy  is  my  heart. 
Hfiw    wildly   Simon   called   upon    his   brother! 
How  tremblingly  they  sped!  but  to  the  other. 
The  Migdalene,  here  ere  the  raw  day's  birth, 
No  word  they  sjjake  of  heaven  or  of  earth. 
Now  are  they  fled:  their  figures  wane  away. 
And  I  again  am  left,  to  fear,  to  pray. 
To  agonize  in  tcirs  for  him  who  passed 
Unto  the  gates  of  hell,  and  died  at  last. 


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How  should  he  not  die?     O  the  yearning  eyes 
That  drew  and  dazed  the  s:nner!    High  surprise 
Was  there,  that  one  should  choose  to  fall  so  low. 
But  love  inefuible  was  there  also. 
How  could  one  see  a  Rabbi  so  divine. 
The  brethren  say.  but  tjuickly  he'd  resign 
.Ml  things. and  follow  him,  for  that  great  look? — 
Regard  that   raised  one   up  to  heav'n   or  shook 
Him  down  unto  the  pit,  as  when  in  wrath 
He  warned  the  Pliariscos  they  trcd  that  path. 

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How  -hoiilti  he  not  dii.'?  On  his  heart  the  world! 
Trouble  and  fear  and  pain   their  pinions   lurled 
About   him:    liere   a   leper   he   nni--.t    heal. 
And  there  a  Laz'rus  raise  to  lite  and  weal; 
\  ea,   even    me   he   saved   from   utter   woe. 
The  body,  then  the  soul!     We  need  him  so 
That  he  loved  us  too  much:  compassion  vast 
O'erflowed   his  heart   with  s(jrrow— all   the  Past 
Of  hurt   humanity  cried   out   to  him 
And  all  the  Future  showed  a  vision  dim 
Of    babblings,    armed    comminp;lings,     wanton 

pride; 
These,  not   the   anguished  spcar-tlirust,   pierced 

his  side. 
Else  he  would  never  on  the  dreadful   Cross 
Have  suffered  unto  death  and  norne  the  loss 
Of  friends,  and  pure  devotion. and  sweet  peace, — 
We  pressed  these  on  him.     .     .     . 


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O   Put  I  must  cease! 
I  am  too  weak,  too  low,  to  understand. 
Again  tears?   ...   can  I  help?  ...   O  for  his 

hand!  .    .    . 
Yea.   I  will  look  .    .    .   haply   ...      A  wonder! 

How 
Comes  the  tomb  light? 


Angel: 


Woman,   why   weepest  thou? 


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"HUT  MART  STOOD  WmiOVT  .  .  .  WEEPINGS       31 

Marv:T1ic  body  of  my  Lord  is  taken  away, 
And  I  was  seeking.   .    .    . 

Ciikist:  Do  not  fca.,  hut  sr/ 

Why   tliou   dost    weep.     Whom   seek   ye   in   this 
place? 

MARVrSir.   I  knew  not  that  any  saw  my  face. 

But   here  my  Lord  was  buried:  him   I  seek 
And   for   long    hours    liave    sought.    He    cannot 

speak 
And  call  me,  and  my  steps  arc  very  blind — 
Show    me    where   thou   hast   laid   him.      Sir,   be 

kind! 
He  was  my  Lord.     See.  I  myself  demean. — 
Wilt    thou    not    aid    me? 


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Ci.rist: 


Alary  Magdalene! 


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"He  is  no;  lure;  he  risen  is." 

How  .sweet  thnt  angel  word! 
From   burdened  earth  to  heaven's  liliss 

Ascended  hath   the   Lord. 
He   overcame,   he   overcame 

Temptation  and  distress; 
O  men  and  women,  praise  his  name — 
His   glorious  mitrht   confess! 
//is  might  confess,  his  vtight  cov/ess. 
And  he  your  weary  souls  shall  bltss. 

Where  is  that  licavenly  paradise, 

That   immemorial   land, 
Untainted  by  a  hint  of  vice. 

Each  hand  a  fellow-hand? 
Where   did   he   meet   that   bright  array? 

What  beam   dispelled   the  gloom ? 
We  do  not  know  the  doubtful  way 

From  out  the  riven  tomb — 
The  riven  tomb,  ike  riven  tomb. 
What  light  did  open  and  illume? 

O  men  and  women,  'twas  the  Light 
That  Love  and  Goodness  shed. — 
Death  saw  it,  and  in  sudden  flight 

He  bowed  his  ancient  head; 
Life  saw  it  seek  the  soul  of  man 

To   rescue   him   from   hell; 
So  heaven's  sight  and  song  began: 
All  hail,  Immanuel! 
/mmanucl,  /mmanuel, — 
The  joyful  chorus  we  would  swell. 


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.    SHEPHERDS." 


Scknk:  W  -.I'OPdfd  hillside  injudcra,  near  lUihle- 
hent.  Time:  The  morning  -walin.  Pbrsons:  A'/asa, 
Amos  and  Una.7n,  three  shepherds. 

Amos:  How  still  and  silent  sheep  and  trees  and  brook! 
The  nicht   seems  holden,   Rhcsa.  it  is  dark 
As  ever  baffled  these  unsleeping  eyes. 

RiiESA-But  soon  the  moon  will  rise,  friend  of  my  life, 
And  pour  her  radiance  forth  o'er  many  a  hill, 
Have  patience!  — There's  a  bleating  ewe  —  be- 
ware'. 
Her  lamb  may  stray. 

Onavi:  Brothers,   I  cannot  tell. 

But  there  is  some  expectancy  I  breathe, 
A   beating  of  the  heart,  and,   Amos,  you 
.^nd  Rhesa.   by  your  voices,   feel  it  too. 

Amos:  In  very  sooth  I  feel  as  I  have  dreamed 

Upon  a  time,  when  the  great  moment  came 
And  with  its  greatness  woke  me,  so  with  sighs 
I  sought  my  flocks  again,  and  musing  found 
No  solace;  —  I  have  hoped  — 


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Riiesa:  llu>h!    Mooiili-Iit  l)rfnks 

Tliroiiuli  yonder  cloiul  with  fleece  lli.-it  priceless 
were 

To  ;.iiy  hvrdcr.     Ah!  the  lit^lit  i^  ■^treaminj; 

Over  the  mighty  boles  and   twisted   shrubs 

f'li.    \ii)  the   hillside,   see— it    l)atlus   our   feet 

Atid   hnrids  and  faces 

O   it   is   the  I-'iit 

Of  l!e:ivrr. !     Hide!      Hun!     O  be  merciful.— 

I    cannot   hear  this. 
(  They  fall  on  their  faces.) 

W'no  and  what  nrt  thou. 
Stranger  and  lord,  that  fja^^cst  on  us  so? 

Ancei.:   r,e   not  afra.d.   O    Rlie-al     Mjn.   fear   not! 
The    woe   ot    e.artli   i-.   coni]ias-L-d   by   a  joy 
Klernal.      .Afzes    sh.dl    this   da.     revere 
When,  the  HkIu   breaking.   David's   city  ble>t 
Beholds   the  dawniii','  of  ili-   li;,dn   of   love. 
Fear  not.  but  joyful   be!    Swift   messenger 
Of  God"s  gooil  tidings,  his  command   I   heard: 
'Go.   tell   the   shepherds  in   the  hillside  grove 
That  Christ  is  born,  their  Saviour  and  their  Lord. 
Bid   them   arise  and   seek   the    InfaiU   Child. 
Him  —  evermore  beloved —   they  shall  find 
.Among  the  kinc  in  lowly  fashicjii  lying. 
Wrapt   in   his   swaddling  clothes,  and   well-con- 
tent. 
Smiling  upon  the  world  he  cotnes  to  save.' 


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'A.VD  T:irnr  wehf.  . 


SlimiF.HliS. 


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Onam:  Never  can   uc   forget   these   words  of  life. 
MCLTITVDK  01'  Am.KI.S  \iinir,ingy. 

Praise  the  Child, 

For  he  ts  born, — 

O  blesst'd  morn' 

O  blcssi'J,  lilessi'J  morn.' 

Praise  the  Child, 

Par  lie  is  born, — 

No  longer  is  the  earth  forlorn. 

Jlii  name  shall  calU'd  be 
Counsellor,  Wonderful! 
Clouds,  uiih  your  thunder  full 
Utter  his  praise! 
The  Prince  of  Peace  is  he. 
Master  of  sky  and  sea. 
On  him,  eternally. 

Heaven  shall  i^aztf 

Sin  is  conquered. 

Death  is  conquered, 

Satan  put  to  shame. 
O  love  so  lowly  lying, 
O  Cross  offesus  dying, 
/leaven  sings  to  sinners  crying: 

Praise  ye  his  name! 

(The  angels  leave  tlie  earth,  singing  as  they  ascend.) 


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s:ii  I'liE'.ios." 


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Anohls:         //,'  hath  (lio.eii.  It,'  hctli  come. 
And  of  sin  the  awful  sunt 

He  -J  ill  bear. 
Peace  be  in  the  hearts  of  met! 
Hells  of  I/raien,  rini;  attain: 
Glory  to  his  naine.'     Aiiienf 
ILicr,  everyzfherc-.' 
(  The  slupherds  risr  to  their  feet.) 

Amos:  Departed!     Let  us  go  to   HothlrlR-.n. 
(  The  ans^el  Z'oiws  are  heard  from  above.) 

Anghls: ./,„,.„, 

Ever,  everywhere! 
Riiesa:  O  surely  let  us  rd,  that  wo  may  soo 

What   wondrous  things  the  Lord  hath  brought 

to   ;ia^s. 
Let   us    he   i|u:ek! 

0^fAM:  Come,   eomradcs.   yonder  lie"> 

The  higiiway  — canst  thou,  Rhesa,  grr.sp  it  yet' 
Messiah?     O   be  eager  to  adore! 
[Exeunt.     The  angel  voices  die  away.) 

Angels: ^/w^«/ 

Ever,  everywhere. 


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RESENTMENT. 

The  ccean  bursts  in  very  wrath. 
The    waters   rush   and   whirl. 

As    ;  e  hardy  diver  cleaves  a  path 
Down  to  the  treasured  pearl. 


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ON  THE  DEATH  OF 

DWIGHT  LYMAN  MOODY. 

Warrior  of  God.  wc  cannot  speak  them  loud- 
Onr  farewells -yet  not  distant  thy  new  home- 

So  c  ose  didst  walk  beside  the  pillared  cloud 
Ihat  thou  and  it  one  glory  have  become 


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ATTAINING. 

Unwavering  eyes  on  the  end. 
Lips  that  are  bidden  to  bleed. 

When  a  man  strives,  depend, 
Heart   is  the  thing  to  heed. 

_ 'My  beauty.   I  have  you   in   hand  " 
(Does  he  murmur?)  "but  hard  was  the  price •• 

>iot   if  he  understand 
Striving  is  sacrifice. 


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"SHIPS,  SHIPS  AT  SEA." 

Ships,  ships  at  sea, 

So  wearily 
Your  masts  strike  out  the  sky — 

What  spirit  called, 

Afraid,   appalled 
At  the  wild  loon's  dcmoi.iacal  cry? 

Flash!  roars  the  rain 

And  the  gale   in   pain 
At  its   untimely  birth; 

Storm-angels  live. 

Cries   fugitive 
Are  borne  remote  from  all  the  place  of  earth. 

Ships,  ships  at  sea! 

It  seemeth  me 
One  faces  utter  fate: 

No  ship,  methinks, 

The  tempest  sinks 
Breaketh  the  silence  of  her  last  estate. 

"Ah!  consort  dear, 

I  pray  thee  veer, 
This   gulf  yawns  hungrily." 

"Nay,  ill  betide 

If  I  leave  thy  side, — 
Is  there  no  hope?    Then  there's  no  hope  for 
me." 

A  blinding  lunge, 
A  crash,  a  plunge, 
A  cry  to  heaven  great! 


Not  two  there  be, 
But  one  at  sea, 
With  sails  dejected,  mien  desolate. 

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TYPES. 


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"Larpcssc!  Inr.ces.e!"  cried  the  rabble; 
Oil  th.'in  the  proud  prince  looked 
With    nod   indifferent,   nor   brooked 
Their  loud  acclaiming  babble. 
Yet  he  threw  them  co'ns.  as  one 
That  tosses  stones,  in   fun. 


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II. 

This  wealth  of  mine,  this  fortune. 
How   it  flashes,  Rleams, 
.And  joys  me!     O  meseems 
Should    anyone    importune 
A  jot  of  it,   I'd  turn  and  hiss 
In  sudden  anger:     "Fool,  this?  this?" 

HI. 

He  generous  bounty  did   impart 
With    unobirusive    grace, 
His  noble,  kindly  face- 
Finds  home  in  every  loyal  heart. 
His  touch  the  flame  of  trutii  renewed, 
Ah,   Heaven  grant  us  gratitude! 


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ASPECT. 

Cliililrt'ii   see  joy   in   .'ill,  and   laugh 

With    merry  cries; 
The   poet  does  not   photograph. 

He   glorifies; 
Philosophers  alone  are  half 

Morose,  half  wise. 


A  SPENSERIAX'  IX   PR.MSE  OF  SPENSER. 

Thy  music.   Spenser,   swims  the  sea  of  sounds. 

Whose    service    trembles    with    the    understreain 

And  evermore  the  distant   shore  surrounds 

Where   Truth    abides   within   the    Land    of    Dream. 

Strong  singer!   whose   full-ripened  tones  dc   teem 

With  rarest  m"lody;  thy  noble  heart 

Beats  brave  and  true;  right  stately  dost  thou  seem. 

Poet    (')    ijocts. — master   of   all    .irt. 

Arthur  delights  our  youth,  maidens  bless  Britomart. 


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THE  HERETIC. 


i.c  pivcs  to  ficatl.  worl.'-prcjudicc.     World-woe 
riiereforc    upon    its   witless    guds    is    crving 
Never   to   spare,   nor  suffer  more   the   I'ying 

Counsels,    contentions    of   this    human    foe- 

It  IS  not  right  that  he  should  teach  them  so 
That  worship  of  the  runes  is  reason  dying,' 
That    for  the   spirit  there   is  satisfying 

Not  in  the  formal  Yea,  but  faithful  No. 

Aroused,  tho.^e  apathetic  gods  would  hearken 
What  time  they   shook  the  stupor  of  the  years 

And,  making  human  lovclight  droop  and  darken  ' 
Crush  out  the  rebel  in  a  night  of  fears-        ' 

Not  now,  not  now!    Nay-they  are  gone  abroad 

lo  seek  a  truce  of  heaven  with  heaven's  God 


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TO  V.  G.  C,  A  NURSE. 

When    ice  and   stones  anfl  lava   the  dull   earth 
Have  bruised,  it  rears  its  bulk  in  deep  unrest, 
Each  summit  rising  blindly  to  protest 

Against  the  crevasses  that  mar  its  girth; 

Then  Nature  smiles — she  minds  creation's  birth — 
And.  gathering  up  the  breezes  of  the  west. 
Cools  the  volcanic  rage  and  heals  the  breast 

With  sifted  snow  of  palliating  worth. 


So  is  it  with  thee,  sister f    Mild  between 
The  painful  cots,  with  reassuring  face, 

Thou  movest.     Very  holy  is  the  scene 

Of   service   such   as   this.     The   Christly   grace 

That  lights  thine  eyes  and  on  thy  forehead  broods 

Writeth  itself  in  the  Beatitudes. 


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'■WHAT  CONSTITUTES  A  QUEEN?" 

Whr.t  ronstitiitcs  a  (juccn? 

The  richly  flashing  crown,  the  silver  sheen 

Of   ermine?  or   the   mind 

Beneficent  and  kind 

And  loving  with  the  love  of  Christlikencss, 

Able    to   cheer    poor   burden-hearers,    bless 

The  weary,  the  disconsolate  console; 

Quick  to  rejoice  with  him  of  singing  soul?— 

Handmaiden  of  the   Highest,  eager  she 

To   imitate   her    Lord   Christ's   ministry; 

Sweet  are  her  ways  and  gentle  and  serene, 

Tfiese— not   externals— constitute    a    queen. 


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THE  VOTARY. 

They   touched   her  tenderly, — 

She  sprang  up,  tossed  the  wild  hair  from  her  eyes 

Which  flashed  in  scorn  and  angry  agonies; 

Her  sweet  frame  slenderly 

Carven   shook   in   miserable  wise 

Till   from   her  heart  the   voice  tore   forth   ai   cries: 


0  )ne.'     Go  hence!     O  leave 
Me  all  alone  lo  grieve! 

1  ivill  not  have  a  word  of  comfort  said, 
I  mourn  for  my  belovt'd  who  is  dead, — 
O  my  belovt'd,  thou  art  dead. 

Of  heroes  chief; 

O  lonely!  all  my  love  is  widowdd, 
Wander  thee,  wander!  desolate,  unwed ;- 
Soul  of  me,  passion-soul,  'tis  past  belief. 
But  I  must  mate  with  Grief! 


And  down  she  drooped  and  hovered  and  lay  still, 
Her  calm  face  white  with  witness  of  her  will; 
From  those  pure  lips  came  nevermore  a  sigh 
Though  all  the  birds  of  Spring  sang  ccstacy. 


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AFTER  TRIAL. 

And  so  they  lead  me  back  and   I  am  led, 
Strange.   stuhl)orn   noises   dart   about   my   head, 
Lightb   flash  and   bhnd.    .    . 

And  now  their  words  are  locked 
Away  from  me,— i)y  echoes   I  am  mocked. 
By   silence   chid,    by   men   and   women    hated, 
By  God— no  word  from  him!  by  conscience  vindicated. 
Short  shrift.  O  Cod.  and  naught  of  hope  they  spared 
This  poor,   foul  convict  that  the  people  stared 
Upon  wiih  horror.     Yea.  and  he  is  lost 
If  thou   wilt   hear   him   not, — for  say   accost 
Your  advocate,  he  spurns  you  all  the  while, 
I'ulturcs  come  nigh  no  life!  is  in  his  smile; 
The  judge  rebukes   you  that  you  are   not   still; 
The   jury   scowl   and    note    the    evil    will 
That  turns  your  actions.     Defiled,  defiled,  defiled! 
Is  in  your  soul. 

"Why    should   a   man   be   wild 
And  anxious  in  a  court  where  all  are  just? 
The  wretch   ?hall  have  his  justice.     Only  must 
A  keen  eye  gaze,  examine  all  his  mood 
Tearless  and  bold  and   stern   with   hardihood 
To  hear  all's  meant  or  uttered— as   he  could 
Not    satisfy    his    heart   but   justice   would 
Condemn  him— eh?  acquit?     In  truth,— acquit. 
Fearing  his  trial  would   not  be  true!     Here  sit 
The  jury,  there  the  judge.     Can   they  not  tell? 
Who  better?     Man,  have  never  fear  of  hell 


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Unlcs'^  your  due.     And  yet  to  look  at  him. — 
He  murdered!     Friend,  too  early?     This  his  whim 
Of  justice  must  Ite  K'^intcd?     Must  indict, 
Address,    convict,    CDiidemn?      Well,    thou    art    ri^'ht." 

Thus   is  the  court,   O  God!  and  people  praise 
Their  own  sweet  patience  that  they  do  not  raise 
An   instant  clamor!  arc  ccntent   to  wait. — 
It  makes  a  mouse  more  hapt)y  of  its  fate 
If  cats  but  f?rip  it   fa.^t  within  their  claws 
And  hold  a   gentle  trial. 

Now    is   there   pause. 
Heart,  bitter,  bitter!    Christ,   I  cry  to  thee 
And  from  the  heavens  thou  wilt  answer  me 
Who  saidst:    "Let  there  be  life!"  and  thine  own  breath 
I  drank,  inhaling; — these;    "Let  there  be  death!" 
Framer  of  us,  thyself  hast  dwelt   within 
And  borne  the  rebel   fury-spurring  Sin. 
Mocked,  scourged  and  innocent,  whose  clear  voice  grew 
To   heaven;     "Father,   these  my  people  do 
They  know  not  what."     These,  such  a  crime    altho'.igh 
Stained  through  their  souls,  lived.     .'\y.  't  is  better  so — 
Forgive,  forgive!    they  know  not  that  they  lie — 
And   if  it  is   a   dreadful   thing  to   die 
Thee  do  I  thank  who  hearest,  who  hast  heard, — 
With  Christ  died  two  and  I  shall  be  the  third. 

You   startled  me.     These  husks  to  him  that   gavel 
'T  is  time,  O  friends,  to  lead  me  to  the  grave. 


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BR()Tiir,kno(^D. 

All!   the   vvnc-uavti  iiu,   world, 
Hurried   with   riK'my,    l.uls. 
Save    that    a   supplicate   turns 
Hardly,   and   tinrkly   hi^   hrcath 
Willi   wad   upon   wail   of  despair. 
With   fear  of  pitiless    Fear. 
Ga.>ps  out   t!;e  message  to  us: 

//ear  w:,  O  brothers,  hi(;h->ninded  ones  among  men! 
"if  uho  leak  Fair  in  th^/acf. 
What  it  the  end  of  our  race.' 
Who  shall  restore  u<;,  the  /^urds  of  Creation,  airainf 
Cod  with  us,  you  say."   Then  where  are  his  love  and  his 
gran:' 

Rut   tile   cry   pnes   (luiviring  down 
Into    tile    (larkiie-s.    and    we, 
We   who   have  heard  but  the  sound, 
Tremble  and  labour  at  heart; 
Silently  eaeli   iipmi    each 
We  giize,  and  commune  with  our  souls: 
How  can  we   show  them  the  way? 
Hardly  ourselves  can  we  cling 
To  a  history's  passionate  hope; 
What   do   ue  know  of  the   world? 
Wliat  can  we  guess  about   God? 
O  th.it  we  were  as  they   -hink, 
Able   to   come  to   their  help, 
Ready  to  lead  them  aright! 

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Jlear  us,  Obroth*rs,  irtts  of  the /uf;itivf: 
A'nv  to  our  souli  your  soul'.'  enlii^hitnmfnt  givef 
What  IS  vainf     liftat  is  laslmgf    How  may  an  earth- 
man  live? 

There  they  He  moaninp.  nml  lon^ 
We    sorrowed   ;ih)U(I.    an<l    loriK 
Shouted  courageous  word^. 
Bade  all  their  clamor  he  hushed. 
Turned  to   our  innermost   soul, 
Fiercely   ui)braidin>?   our   pride: 
'Surely,   self,   thou   shalt  die 
Down  in  the  grave  of  delight!' 
Ah!  but  so  feeble  we  were! 

We  must  make  ready,  and  shut 
All  of  the  doors  of  our  house. 
Earnestly,    faithfully   scan, 
Truly,  unrtinchinKly    think: 
'What  is  the  meaning  of  all? 
How  may  we  grasp  it  and  live? 
Whither   ou'  destiny  draws? 
Whence  is  the  answer  to  come?' 
Let  us  establish  our   Faith, 
Knowing  that    Reason   will   fail, 
(Eager,  but  sunken  his  eyes 
Chained  to  the   rock  of  the   Real.) 
Knowing  the  answers  of  God 
Take   root   and  abide   in   the   soul. 
Shrink  from  the  wildncss  no  more, 
Open  the  doors  of  our  house. 
Hasten   to  action   and  cry: 
'Courage,  our  brothers,  we  come!' 


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Covicforthe  world  is  smeared  and  wrapt  with  grime; 

No  tones  in  Nature's  universe  will  chime; 

The  Lord  of  IVrong  spurns  all  the  tears  of  time.' 

Over  the  red-tinged  waves, 
Stilled   into   silence   and   gloom. 
Laden  with  burthens,  the  ship 
Glides   slowly,   with    tall    black 
Striking  the  sunset  out, 
Floating    into    the    West,— 
Darkness  falls  on   the   deck. 
Hoarsely  is  uttered  a  cry, 
Bells  are  ringing  to  rest, 
Seamen   are  furling  the   sails. 

Thou  zvilt  not  leave  us.  Father,  all  alone! 
Thou  hearest  human  waiung;  thou  hast  known; 
And  thou  art  he  that  camcth  to  atont. 

Morning  breaks  on  the  sea, 
On  the  horizon  the  ship 
Wavers  a  moment,  awakes. 
Shakes   away   weariness,   then 
SaiN  are  flung  oi<t  tu  the  flight 
Of  the  blithe  and  generous  bre.-ze 
Soon  her  sides  quiver,  and  now 
On  she  comes,  cuttiii;  the  waves, 
Bounding  between  the  deep  seas, 
Racing  the  glorious  wind. 
Resolute,  out  on  the  main. 
Fearless  of  tempest  and  stn.ni, 
Invincible,   unto  the   port. 


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My   country,   lose  thy  idols   and  gain   God, 
For  he  would  speak  with  thee;  but  through  the  din 

And  boast  of  barter  and  the  clanging  sword 
To  thee  how  shall  that  Speaking  enter  in? 


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"WHY  SHOULD   I    LOVE  THIS   LAND?" 

Why  should  I  love  this  land?  The  prophets  pale 
Before   the  roar  of   gain  and  power;— a  land 

Where  sorrows  rend,  wealth  laughs,  fanatics  rail;— 
Because  He  rnoldj  it  with  unerring  hand. 


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"VICTORIA,   THE  QUEF.X. 

MAS  PASSED   AWAY." 

"Victoria,    the    Queen,   has   passed   away." 
Whither  and  whence?    The  hearts  of  Engli.shmen 
Have  lost  h.      not:  in  homes  of  hill  and  glen 

And   crowded   city,    there   her   people    pray. 

For  she,   who  served   th'   inexorable   day. 
To  duty   loyal  first,  to  mercy  then. 
She  does  not  die,  but  lives  in  God's  Amen, 

And  still  within  wc  feel  her  gentle  sway. 


But   whither  has  she   gone?     Our  holden   eyes 
See  her  no  more  where  Law  and  Custom  long 

Like  sentinels  attended,  gray  and  wise, — 
About   another   now  the  princes   throng! 

Queen  though  she  was,  a  higher  pow'r  she  felt. 

Heard  a  more  awful  Sovereign's  voice,  and  knelt. 


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THE  CHOICE  WE   FACE. 

Wnr, 
That  all  true  men  ablior: 
The  Ixiom  of  bloody  guns, 
The   tortured,   dying   ones. 
The  path   that    passion   runs, — 
War,  war. — 
A  cry,   a  ciiise,  a  roar! 


Peace, 
Not   sluggard,   selfish  ease; 
Nay,  lieroes  young  and  gray 
Go   marching  all   the   day 
Not  men  but  ill  to  slay, — 
Peace,   peace, — 
See    gentleness    increase! 


THE  VOICES  OF  THREE. 

A  Voice  in   1776: 

Daughter  of  Law  and   Liberty  am   I, 
Born  while   rebellion   raged   along   the  sky; 
The  nations  scorned  till  sudden  on  my  knees 
I   prayed — then   shock  and  angry  agonies! 
O  God,  the  sword  was  ever  at  my  breast; 
Year  upon  year  I  fainted,  never  rest 
Bade  me  despair  not,  nay  but  sacrifice 
Stirred  all  my  spirit.    With  a  heart  like  ice 
Th'  aggressor  fought  me;  I  co'jld  dare  to  die, 
So  lived,  the  child  of  Law  and  Liberty. 


A  Voice  is   iSgg: 

Daughter  of  Law  and   Liberty  am   I. 
Born  while  rebellion  raged  along  the  sky; 
She  by  whose  aid  I  struggled  to  be  free 
To  my  breast  turns  Excalibur,  but  he 
Wages  no  hearty  war,  tlio'  nations  mock, 
Tho'  I  am  torn  by  passion,  doubt  and  shock. 
Despair  invites,  but  I  withstand  despair 
With  racial  weakness  in  the  strength  of  pra;.  er. 
I  Mother.  O  Liberty,  thy  help  I  seek! 
O  Law  my  sire,  thy  power  I  bespeak! 


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THE   VOICES  OF  THREE. 


Open  Iicr  cyus  who  threatens  me  in  drenm 

Or  evil  spell  that  mnkes  her  evil  seem; 

She  knows  not  what  she  does,  awake  her  then 

That  the  stern  truth  may  come  into  her  ken: 

She  cannot  slay  me,  tbo'  I  daily  die. 

She  cannot  (jiiench  the  resolution  high, 

Th'  indomitable  will  she  cannot  stir— 

A  sight  for  Heav'n  when  light  awakens  her! 

LinERTv: 

Columbia,  arouse,   awake,   let  shame 
Burn  in  thy  being:  for  this  antic  blame 
And  boast  of  conflict.     With  a  call  divine 
I  call  thee!       Rise  and  solace  

The  First  Voice  (to  the  Second  Voice): 

Sister  mine! 


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SKATER  AND  WOLVES. 

Swifter  the  flight!  far,  far.  and  high 

The  wild  air  shrieks  its  savage  cry, 
And  all  the  earth  is  ghostly  pale, 
While  the   young   skater,   strong  and   hale. 

Skims  fearlessly  the  forest  by. 

Hush!  shrieking  blast,  but  wail  and  sigh! 
Well  sped.  O  skater,  fly  thee,  fly! 
Mild  moon,  let  not  thy  glory  fail! 

Swifter  the  flight! 

O.  hush  thee,  storm!  thou  canst  not  vie 
With  that  low  summons,  hoarse  and  dry. 

He  hears,  and  oh!  his  spirits  quail, 

He  laughs  and  sobs  within  the  gale.— 
On.  anywhere!  he  must  not  die- 
Swifter  the  flight! 


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TO  A  MOUNTAIN.  IN  COLORADO. 

Warder  of  Heaven's  lore,  well  dost  thou  tame 
The  too  aspiring  earth,  with  boundless  weight, 
Immovable  as   law  and   stern   as   fate. 

Yet  with  the  aureole  of  hope  atlame. 

For  snow  and  sunshine  thou  hast  giv'n  one  name, 
'Tis  writ  upon  thy  brow  in  bright  estate: 
Yet  human  thou  art  not,  nor  love  nor  hate 

Quickens  thy  steadfast  heart  with  joy  or  blame. 

Pa'ient,  thou  pointcst  evermore  to  God, 
Communing  with  the  moon  and  morning  star, 

That  from  thy  crest  to  thy  foundation  broad 
Utter  the  tidings  of  the  things  that  are. 

Thy  peaks  are  prayers.    All  day  God  answers  yes. 

And  sunset  ardors  breathe  his  gentleness. 


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IN  THE  BAY. 

Which   conquers   w'lich?     The   rock  ai)d    sea 

Wage  endless  duel  day  and  night; 
This  sees  its  vision  far  but  free 

When  billows  shall  no  longer  be, 

That  rears  its  waves  with  main  and  might. 

Above,  the  gulls  that  wing  their  flight 
"The  rock  is  witiess"  sing.     "His  height 

Is  hidden   when  the   waters  glee, 

Which  conquers  which?" 

"His  height  is  hidden"?    Yet  despite 
The  ebbing  flood  within  the  bight. 
The  tide  that  flows,  the  waves  'hat  flee 
BaflFle  themselves  full  fruitlessly, 
The  granite's  base  is  hidden  quite. 
Which  conquers   which? 


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SUNRISE  ON   LAKE  MICHIGAN. 

Sheathed  by  the  everlasting  sky 
That  bends  caressing  from  on  high 
In   garments  blent 

Of  white  and  blue 
And  fairer,  farther,  fainter  hue 
The  silent  lake  lies  musing  and  is  well  content. 

Calm  child-of-many-waters,   dream! 
Sudden  across  thy  breast  shall  gleam 
A  wave-kissed  way 

Of  floating  gold, 

Fixed   skyward  with  a  steadfast  hold. 
Whereon  an   ingcl  lingering  may  kneel  and  pray. 


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THE  GALE. 

The  wind  came  down  on  tlie  waves  that  drew 

A  midnight  breath, 
O  the  wind  came  down  and  as  he  flew 
He  laughed  within  himself  and  knew 

The  end  wai  death. 

Out  darted  his  long  cruel  arm. 

Persuading  sore, — 
The  wimpHng  waters  knew  alarm, 
And  yet  there  fell  constraint  and  charm 

On  sea  and  shore. 

He   whispered,    hissing:      "See   delight 

Not  far.  not  far!" 
O  the  sad  waves  shuddered  that  midnight 
And  rose  and  moaned  at  the  sudden  might 

Of  the  hidden  bar. 


Outshrilled  a  voice  above  the  lash? 

The  bitter   mock? 
"Woe!  for  the  waves  tiicy  flee  and  flash 
In  the  flood  of  the  moon  till  they  die  and  crash 

On  tht  birth-blind  rock!" 


NIAGARA   FALLS. 


THE  UPPER  KAPIDS. 


Summer  has  glory  and  winter  has  gloom, — 

Hurry! 
But  ever  the  rapids,  rebelling  at  doom, 
Recoil  and  engulf  themselves,  flee  and  entomb, 
Drawn  into  the  web  of  the  swift-plying  loom, — 

Hurry! 

THE    FALLS. 

Supple  and  sheer  the  cliff  must  we  'purn, 

Whitherf 
We  rush  and  we  leap,  and  we  overturn 
Downfalling,  downfalling,   'i'l  dimly  we  learn 
Of  the  Mecca  beyond  and  the  Spirit  astern. 

Whither? 


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THE   WHIRLPOOL   RAPIDS. 

Up  to  the  surface  and  up  to  the  sky, 

Joyful! 
Sped  we  are,  driven  by  hopes  that  srp  high, 
Sobbing  and  laughing — the  haven  is  nigh. 
O  joyful  the  journey  and  joyful  the  cry: 

Joyful! 


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A  FORETASTE  OF  SPRING. 

Sweet  and  golden  afternoon 
Of  the  infant  summer, 
Joyous  one! 
Merry  trills  of  laughter  soon 
Peep  and  tremble  and  embrace. 
Flee  and  turn  again   to  race 
Through  the  sun; 
Morning,  slow  old  nurse,  is  lost, 
Birds  and  "ouls  and  flowers  are  tost 
In  the  sunlit  pentecost, — 
Winter's  done! 

Birds  are   chirpirg   melodies 
Made  of  clea*-  notes  vanishing 
In  the  sky; 
Yonder  hum  the  yellow  bees. 

Hither  sway  thi>  tender  branches, 
Mad  young  winds  in  avalanr  i" 
Scurry  by; 
All  the  flowers  bloon.  with  blushing. 
Rapture  through  the  soul   is  ruFhing. 
Suddenly  there  comes  a  hushing, — 
Night  is  nigh! 


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Sun  on  the  sea  and  the  blue,  blue  sky, 

Sail  oil!  the  shore  shall  be  ours  by  and  by. 

Soon  t/t^  pilot  shall  seek  us. 

The   sca-pil,u;rinis   sn.'le    in    the   eye-kissing   light. 
Who  speak-,  of  the  silent  cloud,  sullen  and  slight? 
Soon  the  pilot  shall  seek  us. 

Singing  to  sleep  turn  the  scorners  of  fate, 
At  sunrise  the  ship  anchors  sr-.fe  in  the  strait. 

Surely  the  pilot  is  coming? 

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Low-looming  vapour  that  leers  at  the  moon, 
Lonely  the  vessel  lies  in  the  night's  noon. 

Surely  the  pilot  is  couriti,^.' 

O  the  wild  laughter  that  leaps  in  the  gale 
And  the  loud  lamentation,  the  lullaby-wail! 

Lord-pilot,  hare  mercy  upon  us! 

Lo!   who  can  linger  in  life  at  his  will? 
Beloved  are  the  slaves  of  the  sea-spirit  still,— 

Lord-pilot,  have  mercy  upon  us.' 


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TO  A  BUTTERFLY. 

Butterfly. 

Flutter  by. 
Under  and  over, 
Haunting  the  clover; 

Each   flashing   wing 

Fashioning 
Quivering  glories, 
Luminous  stories! 

Life  in  a  miniature. 
Swiftly  to  win  a  pure 

Realm  of  ideals, 

Hoping  it  heals. 


The  heft,  the  best 
Is  tlie  endless   quest. 

Is  hopefulness  vain 

To  feel  or  to  feij;"'? 
Know  you  not?  save  to  say: 
"It  is  glittering,  glittering  day! 
The  sun  to  me  sings. 
Beauty   dowers   my   wings, 

All  of  joy  I  attain!" 

Once   again 
Flutter  by. 
Butterfly! 


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PLAYMATES. 

A  wave  was  rippling  across  the  sea, 

Lulled  into  laughter  and  melody, 

Its  dwarf  drops  of  spray  so  careless  and  coy 

The   sunbeams  flew  after  and  kissed  it   for  joy. 


But  the  wave,  crest-tossing,  like  him  of  tlie  Ancients, 
Shook  them  off  with  a  boimd  of  saucy  impatience, 
And  sped  lij^ht  and  swift,  laughmg  softly  in  glee. 
Over  the  musing,   murmuring  sea. 

But  its  song  soon  ceased,  r.nd  silence  came. 
Till  the  wave  sigli'd  sadly  the  sunbeam's  name, 
Then  bitterly  shiver'd,  and  shrank  all-chilling 
From  a  sinister  thought   the  gulls  were  shrilling. 


Now  while  it  was  speeding  so  swift  along 
The  sunbeams  mourn'd  for  the  sound  of  its  song 
And  flew  pursuing,  and  caught  it  at  last 
And  embracing  they  in  the  horizon  past. 


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TEMPEST-TOST. 

In  a  flash  the  rain  roars  down, 
Tearing  a  way  to  the  ground 
With  a  splashing  unmusical  sound, 
With  a  quivering  sharp  rebound,— 
Striking  each  dusty  town 
Into  a  gloom  of  the  flood. 
Into   a   chill    of  the   blood, 
At  the  ravenous   roar  of  the  rain. 

The  thunder  struggles  for  breath, 
Beaten  with  moanings  of  ire, 
Mad  with  a  rebel  desire- 
Lightning,  its  heart  of  fire. 
Goads   it  to  desperate  death,— 
Fear  follows  everywhere. 
On  the  earth  and  the  sea  and  the  air, 
Forebodings  of  terror  and  pain! 

Then  the  voice  of  the  sea   outcries: 

"All  my  waves  have  in  anger  arisen, 
Scorniijg  my  bosom  a  prison, 
Lashing  me  while  I  listen 
To  the  prayer  as  of  one  who  dies: 
'O   Infinite  Love,  come  thou. 
Save  me  and  pilot  me  nowl' 
And  straight  there  is  silence  again." 


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Low    carth-murnnirs   kindle   antl   loom. 
And  its  secrets  iuve  tiiickencd  the  sky. 
Till  it  sweeps  them  het'ore  the  fierce  eye 
Of  the   hurricane   ImrryinR   by. 
Cla^h  all  the  drivings  of  doom, — 
Storm!  and  the  \v  tM  in  collapse, — 
Despair!  were  it    .nt  that  perhaps 
There's  a   whispering  promise-re'rain. 


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APPELLATION. 

"Of  these  two  apples  I  will  let  you 
Choose!"  she  said,  and  held  them  high,— 

"Three,  rather,"  I  replied,  "Annette,  you 
Are  the  bright  apple  of  my  eye!" 


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ELIZABETHAN    CATCHES. 


Bees  buzzing  overhead, 

Dreamily  I  lie, 
Idly  and  dreamily, 

A  lazy   fellow   I! 
Flowers  their  perfume  shed 
Sweet  is  my  clover-bt-d, 
While  by   bright    fancy  led. 

Dreamily  I  lie. 
Idly  and  dreamily, 

A  lazy  fellow  I ! 

II. 

Life  and  Death, 
Deceit,  despair, 
So  shall  the  varlets  vary; 
A  stifling  breath 
Cuts  off  our  care, — 
Now  by'r  Lady  Mary, 
Life,   Death, 
Everywhere, 
Must  take  us  all  unwary! 


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TELL-TALES. 

I  look  in  her  eyes. 

Though  she  falters  out:    "No.  sir!" 

She  cannot  disguise 

As  I  look  in  her  eyes, 

However  she  tries, 

That   she  loves   the   proposer,— 

I  look  in  her  eyes. 

Though  she  falters  out:     "No,  sir!' 


THE  TWO  LOVES. 

How  pretty  she  looks, 
But  then,  how  provoking! 
A  checkmate,  odds  zooks- 
How  pretty  she  looks— 
O  where  were  my  rooks? 
'Tis  too  painful  for  joking; 
How  pretty  she  looks. 
But  then,  how  provoking! 


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THE  COMING  OF  LOVE. 

Now  linger'd  Love  upon  the  wanton  wind. 
Wild  Love,  with  glistening  tresses  tost  and  blown, 
Laughing   delightful   music— not  alone. 
For   clear,    soft  voices  iloated   far   behind. 

High    sate   great  Jove  in   glory,— "round   reclined 
In  joyous  bowers  'neath  his  gleaming  throne 
The  lesser  gods,— their  stately-sounding  tone  ^ 
Made   solemn   echo,  then   came  mute  and  blind.— 

For  Love's  wild  p.xan  now  had  stormed  the  sky, 
And  hushed  the  hearers  with  a  strange  alarm. 
Who  thrill'd   in   sweet  expectancy  and  charm,— 

So,  with  the  sound  of  rapture,  Venus  came 
And,  smiling  at  their  awe,  said:     "Love  am  I!" 
And  all  the  gods  laughed  at  the  pleasant  name. 


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UNTO  MY  LADYE. 


There  is  a  ladye  known  to  me 
And  steadfast  sunne-stronge  eyne  hath  she, 
Mock-sober   eyne    that    love   makes    free, 
Love  makes  free. 

My  ladye's  lippes  I  do  declare 
Are   joy-cuppes   knowynge   no   compare, — 
O   would  that   mine  were   restynge   there, 
Restynge   there! 


My  ladye's  heart  is  largf  and  liefe 
And   womanne-tender.      Thralle    is   chiefe, 
Yfostered   inne  that   favoured   fiefe, 
That  favoured  fiefe. 

O  ladye  mine!    O  ladye  mine! 
That  I   should  bee  your  lorde  is  signe 
Of  wonder, — but  ye  sunne  doth  shine, 
Ye  sunne  doth  shine. 

And  so  I  pray  that  blessed  bee 
Ye  queen  of  all  feminitee, 
Faire  ladye  of  my  fealtie, 
My  fealtie. 


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A    BALLADE   OF  CVCLIXG. 

My  slender  steed  of  steel   is  manned, 

His  rapid   mood  with   mine  agrees. 
Each   other's  hearts  we  underr.tand, 

Our  spirits  scorn  repose  and  ease. 

We  speed  the  valley  and  the  trees 
Are  murmurins  above  us  high. 

But  soon  they  die  away  and  cease, 
For  with  the  birds  we  soar  and  fly. 

The  sun's  eyes  glow,  his  beams  expand. 

His  welcome  laughter  warms  my  knees. 
.\nd  all  my  brow  grows  moist  and  tanned, 

Vet  on  my  flashing  cycle  flees— 

On  with  a  heart  of  health  and  case. 
With   whistling  lips  and  laughing  eye. 

And  not  a  soul  to  vex  or  please, 
For  with  the  birds  we  soar  and  fly. 

Evening  droops  down  upon   the   land. 

On  wooing  brooks  and  bowing  trees. 
But  waving  high  a  joyful  hand, 

I  hail  the  c  :r-bounding  breeze. 

Ihe  stars — innumerable  bees — 
Now   chase   the   clouds   along  the   sky. 

Rider  and  wheel— one  spirit  these. 
For  with  the  birds  we  soar  and  fly. 

L'ENVOI. 

Prince,  if  thy  Highness  only  please— 
O  Prince,  and  thou  shalt  never  die! 

Deign  to  accept,  these  handles  seize. 
For  with  the  birds  we  soar  and  fly. 


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A  MERRY  CAN. 

"I  can  fly  kites,  oh— awful  high. 
Away  up  higher'n  the  sky — " 

Thus  Bcbbieboy  began. 
"You  can?"   said  I,  in  quick  surprise 
At   Bobbicboy's   indignant  eyes, — 

Cried  he:     "I'm  not  a  can!" 


Then,   laughing  at  his   queer  mistake, 
I  said:    "My  word  I  will  not  break. 

So,  Bobbieboy,  my  man, 
A  can  you  are,   a  can   were  born, 
But  yet  a  can  we  do  not  scorn, 

For  you're  American." 


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A  SPECIAL  OCCASION, 

Fido,   on  Thanksgiving   Day 

People  'ticalerly  pray; 

Sit  up  straigiit  an;!  very  still — 


Jesus,  f;uard  our  lips  from  ill. 
Make  us  alzi'ays  (rue  and  good; 
As  we  thank  thee  for  this  food, 
IVAile  our  heads  zee  meekly  bow. 
Gentle  Saviour,  bless  us  now; 
And  when  night-time  cometh,  then 
Give  us  quiet  sleep.    Amen. 

People  'ticalerly  pray, 

Fido,  on  Thanksgiving  Day. 


A    Si'fcll.AI.    OCIA^ION. 


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A  CHILD'S  EVENING  HYMN. 

Shepherd  Jepiis,  in  thy  arms, 
Let  thy  Httle  Iamb  repose. 

Safe  atid  free  from  all  alarms 
In  the  love  the  Shepherd  shows; 
May  my  shmiber  fiuiet  be, 
Angels  watching  over  me! 

Often  mother  dear  has  told 
How  the  children  thou  didst  bless, 

And   I   know  that   in  thy  fold 
All  is  joy  and  happine<;s: 

May  my  slumber  quiet  be. 
Angels  watching  over  me! 

Shepherd  Jesus,  make  thy  child 
Pure  and  gentle  as  the  dew, 
Keep  my  spirit  undefiled. 
Waking,  sleepmg,   kind  and  true; 
May   my   slumber  quiet  be, 
Angels  watching  over  me! 


'•AS    FAR   AS   THE    GATE." 

Laddie:     Mother  dear,  I  warn  to  be 
Where  oH  Kitty  I  can  see 
Trotting  home  with  my  poppie. 

Mother:  Laddie  boy!    Then  you  shall  go 

All   the   way  down    Elm-tree    Row, 
Mind  you  are  not  losted,  though! 

Laddie:     Huh!    I  won't  get  losted— why 
Other  day  I  walked,  O  my 
Round  all  the  stable  and  the  sty. 

Mother:  All  right,  laddie,  don't  be  late. 
Go  no   farther  than   the  gate. 
You  will  not  have  long  to  wail 

Laddie  {later) :  Guess  the  gate  can't  go  ve'y  far, 
Swings  so  slow  on  that  old  bar. 
But   I  are  mother's  boy,   I   arc — 


Guess  I've  gone  as  far  as  it; 
Must'nt  go  another  bit- 
Hello,  poppy;  hello,  Kit! 


'■WHEN  CHRIST  WAS  BORN." 

What  a  chorus  in  the  sky, 
Children  dear,  when  Christ  wa=;  born! 

"Glory  be  to  God  on  high!" 
Angels  sang  that  blessed  morn. 


CHORUS. 

Glory  be  to  God  or.  high! 
Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men. 

Christ  is  born,  O  hills,  reply.' 
i'e  great  deeps,  resound  again! 

Humble-hearted    shepherds    came, 
With  their  vigils  tired  and  worn. 

But  with  joy  they  praised  his  name, 
Children  dear,  when  Christ  was  burn. 

Sages   came  whose   eyes  were  dim, 
Children  dear,  when  Christ  was  born, 

H;m  they  knew  and  worshipped  him 
There,  amid  the  kine  and  corn. 

Children  dear,  when  Christ  was  born, 
Love  divine  the  people  drew, 

We  must  never  be  forlorn. 
Let  us  follow  Jesus,  too. 


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"Now,  what  I  like,"  sa-d  briplit-eycd  Tom, 
"Is  rijund  and  round  to  sail 

With  eyes  so  steady 

Ard  teeth  all  ready 
To  catch  my  fleeting  tail." 

"I  like  3  little  mouse  right  well," 
Said  Topsy.  "but  you  know 
It  must  be  tiny — 
My  eyes  get  shiny 
When  big  mice  come  and  go." 

"No  nasty   mice   for   me,"   said   Floss. 
"I  like  a  baby  bird 

All  nice  and  puffy 

And  fat  and  fluffy — 
Hush!  wasn't  that  one  stirred?" 


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"You  three  are  silly  pus.sy-cats. 
Said   Peter-pet.     "I   vow 
With    my    gay    ribbon 
And  dainty  bib  on 
Milk  I  like  best,  meow!" 


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ALL  TIILXGS   IN   HIM   CONSIST. 

Up  whcrn  the  stars  dwell 
So  pure,  M.  still,  so  bri-lu,' 
All  throiigl,  tlu.  silent  night— 

Jesus  is  tlicre: 
How   wonderful   is   lie. 
How   sweet  their   ministry 
To  him  who  made  them  be, 
Lord   of  the   air! 

Out   on   the   waters 
With  gently  beating  breast. 
A  lullaby  of  rest.— 
Jesus  is  there: 
And   when  the  sunshine  flees 
And   coldly  shrills  the  breeze 
Across    the   angry    seas. 
He   heareth  prayer. 

Slimmer  and  winter 
Repeat  ilieir  yearly  round. 
And   temper  all   the  ground. 

Jesus  is  there; 
The  seed  he  cares  for  so 
Sleeps  through  the  cold  and  snow 
And   wakes   to  life  and   glow. 
Good  fruit  to  bear. 

Though  I  am  only 
One  in  the  countless  throngs. 
I  feel  the  angels'  songs.— 

Jesus   is   here; 
I^  know  thou  lovist  me, 
Forever  I  would  be 
Obedient   to  thee. 

Saviour    o  dear! 

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MAKEBELIEVE'S  MISTAKE. 


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"Tell  mc.  inamina,"  said  Makebelieve, 
"Huw   Santa   Claus  can   go 

All  •round  the  world  on  Christmas  ev. 
How  can  lie  hurry  so?" 


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"He  comes  with  reindeer,  and  he  slips 

Alonp  as  fast  as  flying.— 
Why,    baby   dear,   those   trembling   lips? 

You  surely  aren't  crying?" 

"Vou  said,"  sobbed  Makebelieve.  "you  said 

That   Santa   comes   with   rain, 
And  he  is  bringing  me  a  sled,— 

I   wish   I'd  said  a  train. 

"i  called  up  chimney  loud  and  slow; 

I  wish   I   hadn't,   'cause 
A   sled's    no   use    without    the    snow,— 

I'm   s'prised  at  Santa  Claus." 


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THE    BUNNY   STORY. 


Said  Runpy  One  to  Bunny  Two: 
"I  wonder  if  that  story's  true 
That  mother  told  the  other  day 
Just  after  we  came  back  from  play, 
About  the  awful  thing  that   stood 
With  three  loHK  Ick";  and  flowing  hood, 
Pointing  at   us  its   horrid  eye 
Of  glass,  so  fierce   it   made   her  cry- 
She  says  she  shook,  and  shook,  and  shook, 
I'm  glad  we  didn't  see  it  look; 
If  it  should  come  again  I'd  run!" 

Said   Runny  Two  to  Bunny  One 
"And  so  would  I,  as  fast  as  you— 
Hush!    What's  that  noise?    Bohoo!  Bohool 
Oh!  there's  that  wicked  monster  now, 
Let's  run,  dear  brother!" 

"Why.   I   vow 
I'm  so  afraid  my  legs  won't  go. 
They  only  wiggle  to  and   fro." 

And  so  the  camera  declared. 

For,  with  the  photograph  prepared. 

The  picture-taker  said:     "Dear  me\ 

Their  legs  look  like  a  waving  tree; 

Wei;,   I'll  just  cut  across  the  roil;' 

I   guess   two   halves  '11   make  a   whole." 


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WHAT  THF  MA\  IN  TFIK  MOON  SAID. 

S.iid  ilic  silly  oIJ  man   in   tin-  moon- 
"What  a  womlfrful,  womltrful  boun 

It  is  to  the  sky 

To  liavi'  such  as    I 
In  charge  of  the  order-balloon ! 

"They  talk-  of  the  glorious  snn  — 
What   ninarkahle  tliinu'  lias  hi    done' 

Every  suii  has  a  father. 

And  it'-,  obvious,  rather, 
That   I'm  the  i.lintieal  one! 

"The  sun.  from  thf  time  of  his  birth, 
Has  always  been  biis'i^'er  than  earth. 

Hut  you  can't  well  deny 

That  he's  smaller  than   I 

And  lienre  of  inferior  worth. 

"Which  proves  the  point  surely  and  soon," 
Said  the  silly  old  man  in  the  moon. 

"Since  I'm  the  sun's  pater. 

1    must  be   the   j,'reater,— 
I  wish  you  a  good  afternoon." 


